Chapter 4457: Wang Ye's life experience
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Ye Wangchuan covered the darkness in his eyes, didn't ask any more questions on the way, and quietly followed the old housekeeper all the way to find Mr. Ye.
Ye Maoshan was standing in the gazebo in the small garden waiting for him to come over, while teasing the thrush he had raised for nearly ten years.
"Grandpa." Seeing him, Ye Wangchuan put away his casual attitude and became serious.
Ye Maoshan looked back to see him, put down the bird teasing stick in his hand, added some bird food to his own bird, and said in a neutral voice: "Here we come."
"Your Uncle He told you."
Before Ye Fanchuan opened his mouth, he said first when the old **** was present.
The old butler immediately lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoe.
Ye Wangchuan rubbed between his eyebrows, took a step forward and took the bird food in his hand, and fed him the bird: "What are they here for?"
Ye Maoshan glanced at him with a half-smile, knowing that he was changing the subject, and he didn't want to blame the old housekeeper himself.
This brat!
He is not a tyrant.
Why blame the old people around me for a little thing.
He let his grandson take away his job, and acted as a shopkeeper: "People came to find you."
Ye Fanchuan added a little water to the thrush, and the bird jumped up and down happily in the cage, cursing in a Beijing accent.
"Brat."
"Brat!"
It can be seen that Ye Maoshan often said this sentence.
Mr. Ye touched the bridge of his nose, and his old face rarely showed a bit of embarrassment, but soon he acted as if nothing happened, and said with an old face: "After all, they are from your grandpa's family. No matter what, you don't have to tell them every time. Do not give others face."
Ye Wangchuan put down the cup of water, deep eyebrows, crisp suits, and well-defined fingers, all of which are noble and outstanding that the heirs carefully cultivated by the Ye family should have.
He glanced at Old Man Ye indifferently, and said, "I don't have a grandfather."
"You boy!"
Ye Maoshan was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, he patted the table, seeing that his actions did not have the slightest deterrent effect, his grandson still looked like he didn't answer.
Ye Maoshan took a deep breath and prepared to reason with him: "You can sever the relationship if you don't admit it? Let's talk about your mother..."
Ye Wangchuan suddenly interrupted him: "She is not my mother."
Ye Maoshan was speechless after being blocked, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "If you say no, she is not? You two went to the hospital for a blood test, and the test report clearly stated that you are a mother-child relationship! You Even if you don’t admit it, it won’t change the facts.”
Ye Wangchuan's face was indifferent, and his eyes were closed, but he couldn't hide the trace of arrogance: "So, so we are related by blood, so I must recognize her?"
"I'm too lazy to tell you." Ye Maoshan couldn't hold his breath, and waved his hands, looking exhausted.
Ye Wangchuan walked over and patted him on the back, smooth, but not as aggressive as before.
When Ye Maoshan saw him coming over to worry about his health again, he sighed, and looked at him with complicated eyes: "You said that you are so kind to me, and you are not a heartless person, why do you have to treat your mother's relatives so badly?" Big. The grievances and grievances of the older generation should not be involved with you. The matter of your parents... Alas... I can't tell right from wrong, but it is their matter. Your father has passed away for so many years, why do you still resent the only one? Relatives living in this world."
"My relatives are only you, sister-in-law, and Chenchen, the others are not my relatives." Ye Wangchuan was calm, and gently stroked his back. (end of this chapter)
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Ye Wangchuan covered the darkness in his eyes, didn't ask any more questions on the way, and quietly followed the old housekeeper all the way to find Mr. Ye.
Ye Maoshan was standing in the gazebo in the small garden waiting for him to come over, while teasing the thrush he had raised for nearly ten years.
"Grandpa." Seeing him, Ye Wangchuan put away his casual attitude and became serious.
Ye Maoshan looked back to see him, put down the bird teasing stick in his hand, added some bird food to his own bird, and said in a neutral voice: "Here we come."
"Your Uncle He told you."
Before Ye Fanchuan opened his mouth, he said first when the old **** was present.
The old butler immediately lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoe.
Ye Wangchuan rubbed between his eyebrows, took a step forward and took the bird food in his hand, and fed him the bird: "What are they here for?"
Ye Maoshan glanced at him with a half-smile, knowing that he was changing the subject, and he didn't want to blame the old housekeeper himself.
This brat!
He is not a tyrant.
Why blame the old people around me for a little thing.
He let his grandson take away his job, and acted as a shopkeeper: "People came to find you."
Ye Fanchuan added a little water to the thrush, and the bird jumped up and down happily in the cage, cursing in a Beijing accent.
"Brat."
"Brat!"
It can be seen that Ye Maoshan often said this sentence.
Mr. Ye touched the bridge of his nose, and his old face rarely showed a bit of embarrassment, but soon he acted as if nothing happened, and said with an old face: "After all, they are from your grandpa's family. No matter what, you don't have to tell them every time. Do not give others face."
Ye Wangchuan put down the cup of water, deep eyebrows, crisp suits, and well-defined fingers, all of which are noble and outstanding that the heirs carefully cultivated by the Ye family should have.
He glanced at Old Man Ye indifferently, and said, "I don't have a grandfather."
"You boy!"
Ye Maoshan was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, he patted the table, seeing that his actions did not have the slightest deterrent effect, his grandson still looked like he didn't answer.
Ye Maoshan took a deep breath and prepared to reason with him: "You can sever the relationship if you don't admit it? Let's talk about your mother..."
Ye Wangchuan suddenly interrupted him: "She is not my mother."
Ye Maoshan was speechless after being blocked, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "If you say no, she is not? You two went to the hospital for a blood test, and the test report clearly stated that you are a mother-child relationship! You Even if you don’t admit it, it won’t change the facts.”
Ye Wangchuan's face was indifferent, and his eyes were closed, but he couldn't hide the trace of arrogance: "So, so we are related by blood, so I must recognize her?"
"I'm too lazy to tell you." Ye Maoshan couldn't hold his breath, and waved his hands, looking exhausted.
Ye Wangchuan walked over and patted him on the back, smooth, but not as aggressive as before.
When Ye Maoshan saw him coming over to worry about his health again, he sighed, and looked at him with complicated eyes: "You said that you are so kind to me, and you are not a heartless person, why do you have to treat your mother's relatives so badly?" Big. The grievances and grievances of the older generation should not be involved with you. The matter of your parents... Alas... I can't tell right from wrong, but it is their matter. Your father has passed away for so many years, why do you still resent the only one? Relatives living in this world."
"My relatives are only you, sister-in-law, and Chenchen, the others are not my relatives." Ye Wangchuan was calm, and gently stroked his back. (end of this chapter)
Ye Wangchuan covered the darkness in his eyes, didn't ask any more questions on the way, and quietly followed the old housekeeper all the way to find Mr. Ye.Ye Maoshan was standing in the gazebo in the small garden waiting for him to come over, while teasing the thrush he had raised for nearly ten years. "Grandpa." Seeing him, Ye Wangchuan put away his casual attitude and became serious.Ye Maoshan looked back to see him, put down the bird teasing stick in his hand, added some bird food to his own bird, and said in a neutral voice: "Here we come." "Your Uncle He told you."Before Ye Fanchuan opened his mouth, he said first when the old **** was present.The old butler immediately lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoe.Ye Wangchuan rubbed between his eyebrows, took a step forward and took the bird food in his hand, and fed him the bird: "What are they here for?"Ye Maoshan glanced at him with a half-smile, knowing that he was changing the subject, and he didn't want to blame the old housekeeper himself.This brat!He is not a tyrant. Why blame the old people around me for a little thing.He let his grandson take away his job, and acted as a shopkeeper: "People came to find you."Ye Fanchuan added a little water to the thrush, and the bird jumped up and down happily in the cage, cursing in a Beijing accent. "Brat." "Brat!" It can be seen that Ye Maoshan often said this sentence.Mr. Ye touched the bridge of his nose, and his old face rarely showed a bit of embarrassment, but soon he acted as if nothing happened, and said with an old face: "After all, they are from your grandpa's family. No matter what, you don't have to tell them every time. Do not give others face."Ye Wangchuan put down the cup of water, deep eyebrows, crisp suits, and well-defined fingers, all of which are noble and outstanding that the heirs carefully cultivated by the Ye family should have.He glanced at Old Man Ye indifferently, and said, "I don't have a grandfather." "You boy!"Ye Maoshan was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, he patted the table, seeing that his actions did not have the slightest deterrent effect, his grandson still looked like he didn't answer.Ye Maoshan took a deep breath and prepared to reason with him: "You can sever the relationship if you don't admit it? Let's talk about your mother..."Ye Wangchuan suddenly interrupted him: "She is not my mother."Ye Maoshan was speechless after being blocked, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "If you say no, she is not? You two went to the hospital for a blood test, and the test report clearly stated that you are a mother-child relationship! You Even if you don't admit it, it won't change the facts.Ye Wangchuan's face was indifferent, and his eyes were closed, but he couldn't hide the trace of arrogance: "So, so we are related by blood, so I must recognize her?" "I'm too lazy to tell you." Ye Maoshan couldn't hold his breath, and waved his hands, looking exhausted.Ye Wangchuan walked over and patted him on the back, smooth, but not as aggressive as before.When Ye Maoshan saw him coming over to worry about his health again, he sighed, and looked at him with complicated eyes: "You said that you are so kind to me, and you are not a heartless person, why do you have to treat your mother's relatives so badly?" Big. The grievances and grievances of the older generation should not be involved with you. The matter of your parents... Alas... I can't tell right from wrong, but it is their matter. Your father has passed away for so many years, why do you still resent the only one? Relatives living in this world." "My relatives are only you, sister-in-law, and Chenchen, the others are not my relatives." Ye Wangchuan was calm, and gently stroked his back. end of this chapter
